Sometimes…I wonder just how I seem to keep getting lucky in life. Like right now, this year, this time..I have the crummiest job, and yet I have the best boyfriend. I have no luck what-so-ever in trying to find another job, and thus I’m stuck with my current.
Yesterday, I was informed I had been written up. I was written up, however, for the stupidest reason. I had caught food poisoning very early on Saturday morning, (2 am), and had been sick for the remainder of the day. I went into work yesterday because I was asked to do so, and when I had arrived…I was called into the office and told this was my second offense. Ok, wait. Second offense? What did I do my first time? Did anyone tell me?
I’m stressed. They can’t give sick days, but I work in the kitchen of a hospital…How is that fair?
I’m worn out. I’ve been having nothing but crying jags for the past few weeks, and this needs to be fixed. My job has become a hell to deal with, and I hate it.
…Here, have a interesting photo I both took, and manipulated:
-Abigail
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